Tuesday - Technology
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monica_catch22 with today's theme of Technology.
Now, this can be the woes of the internet being down, your computer just not working quite right... or this can be techno-joy for our favorite hackers or thieves, or whatever you want to put.
Now, just a reminder of the rules and to play nice:
Please, for the love of our codemonkeys, post your prompts correctly. Use the following format:
See nothing that catches your interest? Take a glance through our Lonely Prompts section HERE.
theme=technology
monica_catch22 with today's theme of Technology. Now, this can be the woes of the internet being down, your computer just not working quite right... or this can be techno-joy for our favorite hackers or thieves, or whatever you want to put.
Now, just a reminder of the rules and to play nice:
Just remember, only three prompts in each fandom and five prompts in a row. If one of your prompts get answered you can prompt again.
In these finale-filled times be sure to remember to not post spoilery prompts before a week has passed and if you have spoilers in your fic warn accordingly. Post in bold at the beginning and leave space for those who don't want to be spoiled to skip down.
Please, for the love of our codemonkeys, post your prompts correctly. Use the following format:
Criminal Minds, Garcia, TechnoJoy
Leverage/White Collar, Eliot/Neal, "What the hell did you do to my computer?"
See nothing that catches your interest? Take a glance through our Lonely Prompts section HERE.
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Date: 2010-06-01 11:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 12:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 12:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 12:02 pm (UTC)Re: no fic, but...
From:SPN | Dean/Cas | haunted phone
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 07:57 pm (UTC)Penelope, with his son sitting on her lap, was giggling happily and directing Jack on the code lines he would need to overcome a firewall. At least, from some of the technical jargon she was chattering about, that's what he thought she was saying. She was definitely using terms he was not entirely familiar with.
What surprised him though, was Jack's fingers seemed to be flying at almost the same pace he'd seen Penelope go at.
"So," Aaron stepped further into Penelope's bunker and crossed his arms, "corrupting my son at the tender age of eight?"
She chortled and Jack squeaked. "Jack is going to be as good as I am, maybe better." Giving Aaron a look over her should, she shrugged. "Plus, he asked. I wasn't going to say no."
"Dad, this is so cool! Don't be mad." Jack hopped off Penelope's lap and crashed into Aaron, hugging him.
"Well, I guess there are worse things you could learn..." He smiled.
Does this seem choppy to you? Well, I couldn't pass it up and this is what came out. LOL.
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:02 pm (UTC)Out of minutes, SPN, Castiel
Date: 2010-06-01 11:33 pm (UTC)"We're sorry, but you are out of minutes. We are forwarding you to the top-up line. Alternatively, you can hang up and purchase a credit voucher from any of our vendors. Please hold the line while we connect you."
"I do not wish to be forwarded. I wish to speak to Dean Winchester."
"Credit card number unknown. Please hang up and try again."
"You will put Dean Winchester on the phone now."
"Please hang up and try again."
"This is tiresome. You will connect me to Dean Winchester now."
"Please hang up and try again."
"...I will smite you."
"Please hang up a---"
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:03 pm (UTC)Hermione and Her Laptop
Date: 2010-06-14 04:02 pm (UTC)House elves were grudgingly freed, and werewolves, vampires, and other previously second- and third-class wizarding citizens were finally given their long-fought equality by the time Hermione joined Hogwart's teaching staff. One would think that she'd finally run out of projects to champion.
The headmistress should really know better.
It was a wonderful August day, to everyone's estimate, and they were all gathered in the Headmistress Office to discuss the coming school year. Introductions were made, preliminary gossip were laid down, and now it's time to tackle the not-so-many-but-somewhat-still-quite-daunting agenda.
With a wave of her wand, the Headmistress distributed parchments of timetables, agendas, and forms to each and everyone present.
"Right, now," she started.
"Uh! Excuse me, Headmistress," a voice called from the side of the room. Hermione had one hand waving up in the air, her body bending sideways towards her carpetbag on the floor, another hand rummaging inside.
"Yes, dear?"
"Uh..." Hermione rummaged for a while longer, before pulling something like a tablet made out of a shiny bit of metal that glinted when it caught a bit of sunlight.
"Yes?"
Hermione placed the tablet just so upon her lap, straightened her spine a bit, and cleared her throat before saying, "Uh... well... I was just wondering why we can't still have electricity in Hogwarts."
"Whatever for?" someone from the back of the room asked, one of the new teaching assistants.
"Well," Hermione replied, twisting a bit to be able to address the inquirer. "It will enable the usage of laptops, for one"
"Laptops?"
"Well yes! Like this one," Hermione said, lifting the shiny tablet up in the air, directly into a particularly bright ray of light, blinding half the room. "Students can type up their assignments, therefore eliminating the problem of poor penmanship, for instance."
"But, isn't that what I'm here for?" a sharp looking lady in sharp robes and sharp stilletos quipped. "In addition to teaching them proper grammar, I'm also in charge of teaching them good penmanship."
"Or beating good penmanship into them," a voice added, almost too low to be properly heard.
"Well, that too," the lady added.
"Of course," Hermione said. "But that's just one example. More importantly, however, and I think this is most important... it will save a lot of trees from being chopped down and turned into parchment! Even a basic type laptop can save an equivalent of miles upon miles of parchment!"
"We've always used parchment!" someone exclaimed.
"But don't you think it's horrible if one day there won't be anymore Forbidden Forest because it's all chopped up into parchments?"
"I doubt it. Hogwarts students just aren't that industrious..." a pause, then, "except you, of course."
"That's not the point..." Hermione sighed, frustrated.
And thus began yet another of Hermione's projects.
By the time Hermione became Deputy Headmistress, it seemed that Hogwarts indeed had electricity, green electricity, in fact: wind-powered (well, it was really windy where Hogwarts stood), water-powered, Great Squid-powered, waste-powered, and even detention-powered (with bicycle-like contraptions attached to magical generators attached to Hogwarts central electricity box).
One would think that she'd finally, truly run out of projects.
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 12:03 pm (UTC)SPN Gabriel/Crowley Twitter
Date: 2010-06-02 09:52 pm (UTC)@BradPitt I believe you used the wrong account again Gabriel.
@CrossroadsKing maybe brad really wants to talk to you...
@CaptainAwesome Does anyone actually buy your impersonations?
@CrossroadsKing sure they do! all the time!
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@CrossroadsKing Crowley? You still there?
@CaptainAwesome There was an emergency.
@CrossroadsKing last suit ruined?
@CaptainAwesome I am neither denying nor confirming that
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@CrossroadsKing saw your villa. whats left of it. i'll miss it
@CaptainAwesome The Winchesters are overrated hunters
@CrossroadsKing this is why you should always do things yourself
@CrossroadsKing and of course they're overrated
@CaptainAwesome Why didn't you tell me the colt wouldn't work btw?
@CrossroadsKing i didn't even know you gave it to them until after they failed!
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@CaptainAwesome I don't think you're particularly awesome
@CaptainAwesome you should change your name
@CrossroadsKing to what? @CaptainNotSo-Awesome?
@God'sMessenger Of course not and this one is worse
@CrossroadsKing i don't think you fully understand my genius
@BuffytheVampireSlayer I am not even going to comment on this one
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@CrossroadsKing I know where you are Crowley and I will kill you!
@PrinceofDarkness Bugger off Gabriel
@PrinceofDarkness I know it's you.
@PrinceofDarkness Your brother doesn't even know what a phone is!
@PrinceofDarkness He definitely doesn't know how to use Twitter
@CrossroadsKing you are no fun
@MrTrickster You try be funny after you've been on the run for days
@MrTrickster This is my last decent suit
@MrTrickster and in case I forgot to tell you:
@MrTrickster THEY ATE MY TAILOR!
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@CrossroadsKing crooowley i'm bored!
@CrossroadsKing entertain me!
@GabeTheMan I'm a demon not your personal archangel entertainer
@GabeTheMan Besides, I'm on the run!
@CrossroadsKing you could come by my place i'll protect you!
@GabeTheMan I'm not so sure I trust you to behave
@CrossroadsKing oh come on! It'll be just like the old days before...
@CrossroadsKing wait a minute
@CrossroadsKing something just hit me i haven't seen you since you found out
@CrossroadsKing who I am... are you avoiding me?
@GabeTheMan I'm on the run!
@CrossroadsKing i think youre avoiding me. you dont trust me
@CrossroadsKing i feel insulted by your lack of trust crowley
@GabeTheMan I only recently found out. I haven't
had time to see you!
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@NoLongerTalking Gabriel?
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@ToDistrusting Are you really upset by this?
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@Demons Fine I get it. You're upset.
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@CrowleySucks Eventually you are going to get bored again
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@CrowleySucks Seriously you are still ignoring me?
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@Crowley sucks You know, saying that I suck isn't very creative
@GoToHell Been there done that
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@CrowleySucks FINE! I am sorry I will come and visit you.
@CrowleySucks even though I should just stay in hiding
@CrowleySucks Happy now?
@CrossroadsKing much better
@CaptainAwesome And we are back to the captain again
@CrossroadsKing Yep
@CaptainAwesome Just promise not to smite me
@CrossroadsKing hey! I would never do something like that!
@CrossroadsKing i have other plans...
@CaptainAwesome What kind of plans?
@CrossroadsKing secret plans. but it will involve chocolate.
@CrossroadsKing and nakedness!
@CaptainAwesome Of course it will.
@CrossroadsKing so, when are you coming by?
@CaptainAwesome How about now?
@CrossroadsKing Perfect!
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-14 06:56 pm (UTC)There is a giggling O'Hara standing behind him and it's getting on his nerves and then there's the fact that he can't do any work, because of this... this!
"It's cute," the woman behind him states and he shakes his head because he doesn't know what's there to be considered cute. It's a joke, obviously.
No way a heart on his desktop could be taken serious. Even if it doesn't disappear and there's nothing else left on it but the picture. Nothing. Not even the task bar.
Plus, there's a muffin on his desk, and coffee. Which is nice actually, because he hasn't had time to go for breakfast yet.
He thinks he can see Spencer peeking around the corner for a moment, but before he can get there, Spencer has vanished.
It makes him shake his head again, but he doesn't bother looking for the younger man. Instead, he goes back to his desk and starts doing things that don't involve his computer.
There's no harm in pretending that Spencer could have actually meant it, is there?
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:06 pm (UTC)The Emergency-Emergency-Emergency Phone
Date: 2010-07-03 05:25 pm (UTC)“Hey, Mike,” he answered.
“No, it’s Fi,” she corrected. “Do you have the number for the emergency emergency phone?”
Sam frowned. “555-6439, right?”
Fiona let out a frustrated exhalation. “That’s the emergency phone. The emergency-emergency phone’s started with a 3.”
Sam frowned. “Uh, lemme think…” He dug through scraps of paper balled up in his glove compartment. “555-3425?”
“That’s the pizza delivery place on Oakview,” Fiona said. “There was an eight in there; hold on, I have another call.”
Sam pulled up to an intersection, the dead phone pressed to his ear as he turned onto Maddie’s street.
The phone made an obscenely loud popping noise when Fi picked up. “It was Michael. He can’t remember the number for the emergency-emergency-emergency phone.”
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 01:17 pm (UTC)"Did you know you can get cell reception in an underground bunker?" Jed asked him.
"What?" Leo looked up at him uncomprehendingly.
"I said, did you know you can get cell reception in an underground bunker," Jed repeated. "I'm only asking because you've spent the entire visit on the phone, and it doesn't seem to surprise you at all."
"Josh, hang on a second," Leo said in the phone, and then he turned to the President. "Mr. President, do you need anything?" he asked somewhat impatiently.
"We have installed signal boosters at every level in order to optimize communications with the army on the ground in case of an attack," Ron explained. "The walls are made of alternating layers of concrete and aluminum in order to stop the radiation, but the thickness of the aluminum was chosen in order not to attenuate the signal too much."
"See, they put a lot of effort into this," Jed said. "You should pay attention to this. Show a little sense of wonder, for God's sake!"
Leo gave him an exasperated look. "Sir, I'm just trying to get the votes for the appropriations bill, here."
"All right," Jed answered, "but don't think you're off the hook! Tonight, I'm having a nuclear physicist over who can explain us all of this!"
"Whatever you say, Mr. President." And Leo was back on the phone to discuss a strategy with Josh.
"God, I love my job!" the president said, and he turned back his attention to the tour.
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:11 pm (UTC)Loud and Clear; Leverage - Hardison &Team; PG-13
Date: 2010-06-02 01:41 am (UTC)Nate says, “Hardison, did you hear that, I need the-.”
“I’m on it, I’m on it.”
Sophie says, “He’s talking about the investment portfolios, Hardison, can you get me the-.”
“They’re on their way.”
Parker snaps, “Hardison! Listen, things are getting a little bit-.”
“I have already sent Eliot your direction, girl, what do you take me for?”
It’s the sixth hour and it isn’t Eliot’s fault exactly but when he says, “Hardison, are you getting this?” Alec snaps.
“Yes! Yes, I am getting this. I am getting every damn thing that comes out of your mouths as well as everything in a pretty fucking wide radius around you because I designed those earpieces to pick shit up!”
“Hardison-.”
“I do my job, okay. Do I ask you, ‘Eliot, did you notice that big scary thug creeping up behind us and do you have a plan for knocking his teeth out through his ribcage?’ Do I ask you that, man?”
Sophie says, “Hardison, is everything-?”
He kind of can’t stop talking now. “Do I say, ‘Sophie, do you think you can sweet-talk that dumbass executive clown into giving you confidential information, or should I organise some alternate route? Do I try and talk Parker through the mechanics of jumping off a roof? Do I?”
Nate murmurs, “Um, Hardison- Hardison?”
“Oh, don’t you even talk to me. When you say we need to steal something unstealable, intangible, or – half the time – damn imaginary do I say a word? No, I do not.”
Eliot is trying to talk again. “Hardison, I still need the-.”
“Eliot, I sent the damn specs to your phone before you asked for them. You know why? Because the ear-buds pick up the sound.”
Parker has made it back to the van. She rests one, very tentative, hand on Alec’s shoulder. She whispers into her earpiece, “Guys? I think we broke him.”
Alec exhales heavily. “Parker. I can hear what you’re saying.”
She decides to take extreme measures and wraps one of her arms around him. She hisses, “We know you can. It’s okay.”
Alec covers her hand with his own. “I listen, all right? It’s been six hours. I listen.”
She says, “And we like to talk to you.” In the corner of his eye, he can see her smiling cheerfully at him.
That’s not in any way what it’s about but his team are coming back in, one by one. He can hear them. Tomorrow, maybe, he’ll run a refresher course on Hardison-designed tech, and how awesome it is. For now, Alec shuts up and listens.
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:16 pm (UTC)(That should be cell phones, I suppose, since it's America and all)
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Date: 2010-10-05 03:53 am (UTC)signed,
got-fanfiction :3
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Date: 2010-06-01 12:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 12:22 pm (UTC)BAU Chat Room
Date: 2010-06-11 05:48 pm (UTC)geekgoddess (Garcia): Hey! :) Is everybody here?
coolderek (Morgan): yo
Daveyjones (Rossi): here
butterflyj (JJ): Here.
Aaronhotch9 (Hotch): Here.
FBIbitch (Prentiss): Here.
TheDoctor (Reid): I’m here.
butterflyj: Spence…you would…
TheDoctor: What?
butterflyj: Your username… *rolls eyes*
Aaronhotch9: Okay, Garcia, what is the point of this?
Daveyjones: I was just going to ask the same question.
geekgoddess: Okay, okay. *holds up hands* It’s one of my newest ideas on agent communication and bonding. It can be accessed at work or at home, for instant communication.
coolderek: i love this babygirl…
butterflyj: It’s…different….
FBIbitch: I like it.
coolderek: im so distracted by ur username, prentiss…it is so tru…
butterflyj: Uh-oh.
TheDoctor: I’m not too sure this “chat” idea would be effective. It seems to focus on a short attention span.
FBIbitch: *rolls eyes* Puh-leeze Morgan…
Aaronhotch9: Is the FBI going to endorse this?
geekgoddess: As of now…um, no. I’m currently waiting back from several heads of the department.
Daveyjones: I don’t like this new technology.
coolderek: u know it’s tru, that’s why ur so upset
Aaronhotch9: Look, I appreciate everything you’ve done Garcia, but I think Jack is getting impatient. We’re going out for the afternoon. Thanks but I need to get going.
Aaronhotch9 signed out.
geekgoddess: *sigh* Oh well…
butterflyj: I like the idea. :)
geekgoddess: Thanks. :D
FBIbitch: It’s a great idea, really. Now please tell Derek to use proper grammar from now on if he’s trying to sound intelligent or win an argument. Later guys.
FBIbitch signed out.
Daveyjones: Haha. Guess she told you. Talk to you all later.
Daveyjones signed out.
geekgoddess: You still steaming, Chocolate Love?
coolderek: maybe…
butterflyj: I definitely think we should continue this program. I’ll talk to Hotch about it Monday. Night.
butterflyj signed out.
geekgoddess: You here, Reid? You’ve been remarkably quiet for once.
TheDoctor: I’m here. I just am not used to this type of thing…
coolderek: oh pretty boy…u gotta get out more
geekgoddess: haha
geekgoddess: well, darlins. I big you adieu for the evening
coolderek: night baby girl
TheDoctor: Good night…
geekgoddess signed out.
TheDoctor: I’m not sure I like this “IM” thing.
coolderek: haha, it takes some getting used to…btw, get outside or something this weekend
TheDoctor: btw? What does that mean?
coolderek: haha!
TheDoctor: It’s not funny or fair. What does it mean?
coolderek: :D sometimes i wonder if ur an alien or something
coolderek signed out.
TheDoctor: Morgan?
TheDoctor: Morgan?
TheDoctor: Damn it.
TheDoctor signed out.
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Date: 2010-06-02 03:13 am (UTC)Bad Influence
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